Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Psalm 127:1
When we began building our house, God made one thing very clear to me, it would be His house. He would graciously allow us to live in it; however, He would be the one to make the call as to how it would be used. I can still remember being so sure of His calling that one morning I spread the blueprints out on the breakfast room table and asked Him, “Lord, is this it? Is this how You want it to look?”
I really hate to admit this, but there have been more than a few times over the years that I have lost sight of whose house it is. See, I pretty much knew from the get go that my door was to be opened to anyone He chose to send my way. I guess there were just a few things I didn’t realize.
But mostly, I didn’t realize how unimportant walls, and floors, and chairs, and tea, and sleep really are.
It’s funny how God has so completely changed my heart. I always wanted that perfectly decorated house worthy of a Southern Living cameo. I liked an organized, clean, and orderly home…all that is gone. All the things that I once thought would bring me joy; all those things that I once took pride in just don’t matter anymore. Now I find that nothing thrills my heart more than seeing those precious faces of all ages coming around the corner into the kitchen or watching someone snuggle down into a well-worn chair and relax. I do sometimes find myself thinking that I would be even more joyful watching someone snuggle into a chair that didn’t have the cushion coming out of the fabric.
Back then, I just didn’t realize that surrendering all I once held dear and embracing my Father’s calling on my life could bring such joy. I do now.
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